Youth kisses me with pain

Chapter 2 The train in the distance

Tagore once said: "Life is like summer flowers, death is like autumn leaves."

At that time, Qing Nuan could not understand Tagore's poems. She only thought they were beautiful, but it was difficult to understand their meaning.

But on that day, Qing Nuan understood instantly——

Encounters in life are a long journey, and she was awakened by a young man during this journey, just like the warm song sang: "All the way to spring, all the way to thorns, as short as a surprise, as gorgeous as summer flowers .”

From then on, the arrival of the boy lit up her whole life.

1
In the third year of junior high, Qing Nuan's mother passed away, and Qing Nuan transferred to another school.

Dad took her on the train to City J. The train was an express, staggering on the railway.There are strange passengers inside the carriage, and strange scenery outside the carriage.

The journey was long, and Dad leaned against the window and soon fell asleep, snoring slightly.Qingnuan was bored, sitting on the seat by the aisle, flipping through the textbook for the third grade of the new school.As an introverted transfer student, she was a little apprehensive, and she didn't know how much she could rank in the new class, which was a key middle school in J City.

Qing Nuan flipped through the English book, silently reciting words in her heart.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the carriage, and a fair and clean boy was running in a hurry in the middle of the aisle.

Qing Nuan followed the sound, turned her head like most passengers, looked back, and happened to meet the boy's radiant brown eyes.The young man seemed to be looking for something, when he looked at Qing Nuan, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He ran to Qing Nuan.

Qing Nuan was nervous and didn't know why, but the boy only had time to say "Help me" in a panic, then got under Qing Nuan's seat and hid.

Qing Nuan was completely out of the mood to recite words, she lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The young man put his finger to his lips and made a silence gesture: "Shh! I'll tell you more carefully later, if someone is chasing me, please help me hide it first, and I will hide here, help the world!"

After finishing speaking, he burrowed into the seat again, just like a young hero who has suffered in a martial arts movie.

Qing Nuan subconsciously tightened her floral skirt, and two shy red clouds floated out of her face unconsciously.

Within 2 minutes, a middle-aged man in a decent suit chased after him. Along the way, he asked the passengers on both sides of the aisle: "Did you see a little boy? He looks like he is in junior high school. He just came here Yet?"

"Yes, yes, ran forward!" The spectators didn't think it was a big deal.

Soon, the middle-aged man came to Qing Nuan.

Qingnuan's palms were almost sweating.

"Little girl, there was a little boy about your age just now, did you see where he ran?"

At that moment, many news events suddenly came to Qing Nuan's mind, such as the kidnapping case on the train, the abduction case of teenagers, and so on. Picking out any one of them would make her break out in a cold sweat.

Qing Nuan thought that the innocent young man was so pitiful that he would be kidnapped.

Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand, pointed forward casually, and said, "Run there..."

Well, now I am also a heroine who draws her sword to help when the road is injustice.

After a while, until the sound of the middle-aged man's footsteps was completely far away, the young man came out from under the seat unhurriedly, grinning at Qing Nuan: "Thank you! Can I borrow a seat?"

Qing Nuan's father is still fast asleep, Qing Nuan's body is thin and small, so it's not a problem to vacate half of the seat.

So Qing Nuan shrank in, leaving half an empty seat for the boy.

"you……"

Qing Nuan lowered her head, wanting to ask something.

The boy patted the ashes on his trouser legs and said with a smile, "Cheng Ge, my name is Cheng Ge!"

Qing Nuan nodded, and asked again: "Why did you run?" Still unable to suppress the curiosity in her heart, Qing Nuan turned her head, "Who is that? Is that your uncle who was abducted? If there is trouble, why not call the police? "

After Cheng Ge heard this sentence, his expression was shocked, and then he came back to his senses, laughing until his stomach hurts.

"Hahaha, the uncle who kidnapped and sold me? Why do you think so?"

"If not, why did he chase you? Why did you run?" Qing Nuan asked suspiciously.

"Haha, that's my dad! My dad is very fierce. He treated my education like fascism. He forced me so much. I couldn't bear it anymore. I wanted to go back to my grandma's house. He refused, so I secretly bought a ticket. No, he came after him, and I didn't want to stay with him for a minute."

That uncle is his father?

Qing Nuan instantly felt his head was getting bigger, she actually helped him do something bad!

Qingnuan was a little bored, so she stopped talking to him, opened the English textbook again, and started the mode of "not looking at the six directions, not listening to all directions, and focusing on memorizing words".But she didn't recite it for a while before she was interrupted by Cheng Ge.

"It's very inefficient for you to memorize words like this, why don't you learn from me." Cheng Ge held up the book in his hand. On the cover of the book were written the words "Anthology of Tagore's Poems", and there was a row of small English characters under the words, Note that this is the English version of the work.

Qing Nuan shook her head. With her English level, she still had no way to understand this kind of work.

Cheng Ge continued to explain: "The translation of this English version of poetry is very good. You can copy and write it if you have nothing to do. I often do this when I am learning English. Learning some sentences that I like is better than memorizing those poems by rote. Grammar is much more interesting."

Qing Nuan nodded: "Well, it's a good way, I will try it in the future."

"J City Experimental Middle School, isn't this our school?" Cheng Ge looked surprised when he saw the school address on Qing Nuan's book, and then stared at the cover, "Junior Grade [-], hey, we are still in the same grade , what class are you in?"

It's a pity that Qing Nuan didn't have time to answer Cheng Ge, because Cheng Ge's father chased him back from the other side of the carriage.

"Cheng Ge, come back to me! Don't run around on the train!" The uncle in the suit was probably about to be pissed off by his son, his face was full of anger.

Cheng Ge patted Qing Nuan on the shoulder calmly, and said, "Go back to school and talk, I'll withdraw first!"

After speaking, he ran away again.

Qing Nuan couldn't help thinking, maybe he would hide in someone's seat again, it was quite funny.

The catching up game between Cheng Ge and his father has started again.

Qing Nuan smiled helplessly, just as she was about to continue reciting words, when she lowered her head, she found a piece of paper at her feet, on which two lines of words were written with a black pen.

The font is beautiful and handsome, it looks like it was written by a boy, unrestrained and unrestrained, just like Cheng Ge's impression.

One line of English, one line of Chinese.

English is: Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
Chinese is: Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

The poem from Tagore must have been accidentally dropped by Cheng Ge.

For some reason, the black handwriting suddenly touched Qing Nuan's emotions.

Qing Nuan turned her head and searched around, trying to find the boy named Cheng Ge, but found that there was no trace of him in the carriage she was in.

2
When I came to J City, I was greeted with the damp smell of rain.

The city of J is facing the river, the breeze is blowing on the face, and the autumn is cool.

On the first day of transfer, Qing Nuan put on the new clothes and schoolbag her father bought for her, combed her short hair neatly, and entered the new school.

Because the entrance examination for the third grade is coming soon, and there are more than 50 students in each class, so everyone doesn't pay much attention to the new transfer students, but there are a dozen or so students who will always boo around Qing Nuan.

"It's so dirty, what an ugly dress!"

"Did you transfer from a small county town? I've never been to a big city, no wonder you're dressed so ugly!"

In fact, Qing Nuan is not ugly, on the contrary, she has a beautiful face, and a pair of watery eyes. When she smiles, there will be a slight dimple at the corner of her mouth.It's just that she has a shy personality and her clothes are not fashionable enough. The blue sportswear looks more suitable for boys, and it always looks weird when she wears it, so she is laughed at and looks ugly.

When Qing Nuan heard this kind of voice, she would naturally feel inferior. She didn't like to talk. After being ridiculed by her classmates, her face was flushed, her hands were twisting her shirt, and her palms were sweating.

The clothes are new clothes that her father bought for her. Her father is from a small town and is a man. His vision for choosing clothes for girls is really bad, but Qing Nuan is still grateful to her father, she doesn't feel ugly at all.

Why does such a simple sportswear become a representative of ugliness in the eyes of the students?
Qing Nuan was so angry that tears were about to fall, but there was nothing she could do.

Not long after the transfer, it happened to be in time for the school's Halloween party.

Halloween, also known as "Scary Halloween", is a traditional ghost festival in western countries, so on this night, the school followed the trend and held a Halloween party.

All the students played role-playing games enthusiastically, dressing themselves up as scary images like vampire counts and headless ghosts.

Qing Nuan has never participated in this kind of activity, she is a new classmate, she has no clothes to wear, she is still wearing the blue sportswear that has been ridiculed by others, her face is pale and shuttles among various "ghosts", she is scared to death They all stood up.

She is timid and has always been afraid of this kind of thing. Now that it is dark, the school still wants to hold this kind of party.

Qing Nuan was thinking angrily, carefully huddled in the corner of the school garden, counting seconds like years, waiting for the end of the party.

"Hey, classmate, why are you here alone? If you don't mind, can I suck your blood?"

A gloomy voice sounded.

Qingnuan's hair stood on end, and she looked behind tremblingly.

Under the full moon, with white hair and long hair, blue-faced fangs, and red eyes——

vampire!
It's a real vampire, its eyes will glow!

"Ah—" Qing Nuan screamed loudly, threw away the book in her hand in fright, and ran forward stumblingly.

"It's useless for you to run." The voice sounded behind Qing Nuan, "I'm hungry, let me suck your blood."

"Help!"

Qingnuan's whole body was trembling, tears and snot were frightened out together, and on the way to flee in a panic, he tripped over the steps and fell to the ground hard, his ankle hurt sharply, and he couldn't stand up.

Panicked, Qing Nuan burst into tears with a "wow".

As soon as she cried, the "vampire" became at a loss.

Meet a daredevil, a crybaby daredevil!
"Hey, don't cry, don't you? You are so timid, don't cry, don't cry."

The "vampire" said as he walked towards her, his voice was not so gloomy, and it seemed a little familiar.

"Wooooow, go away! Help!" Qing Nuan was terrified, grabbed a handful of dirt, and threw it at the "vampire".

After the vampire ate a mouthful of soil, he finally tore off his "head".

"what--"

Qing Nuan closed her eyes tightly in fright, and screamed even louder.

"Hey, classmate, can you open your eyes and see clearly? I'm not a ghost, I'm just teasing you." There was a deep sense of helplessness in the voice.

Qing Nuan carefully opened her tearful eyes a little.

What caught her eyes was a handsome young man, with a hint of helplessness in his brows and eyes, with an elegant black cape still draped over his shoulders, extremely handsome.He was still holding the vampire hood that had just been torn off, and his blood-red eyes were still bright, but they were no longer scary.

Qing Nuan has recognized him.

It's Cheng Ge.

The two reunited in such an embarrassing situation under such an embarrassing situation.

She was half lying on the ground with snot and tears.

He stood under the moonlight, patted the dirt on the vampire's hood with his hands, and remained silent for a long time.

Qing Nuan was racking her brains to think about the opening line, but Cheng Ge took the lead in the end.

"Does it hurt from the fall?" He squatted down, checked her ankle, and even stretched out his hand to massage her a few times before saying, "It's okay, it's just a sprain. I'll carry you back to the classroom."

"Ah?" Qing Nuan shook her head like a rattle, "This is not good..."

It wasn't until this time that Cheng Ge heard Qingnuan's normal voice—it was no longer a panicked cry for help, but a melodious voice like spring water.

Very familiar.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Cheng Ge leaned forward, saw Qing Nuan's face clearly, and couldn't help but smile: "It's you! The one on the train, your name is..."

"Qing Nuan." Qing Nuan wiped away her tears and explained, "'Qing' from 'Qing Qing Zi Jin', 'nuan' from 'Lantian Ri Nuan'."

"The name is very poetic! Qingqing Zijin, caress my heart. The sun is warm in the blue field, and the jade is full of smoke. Talented." Cheng Ge praised her name.

After hearing what he said, Qing Nuan was also very happy, and smiled sweetly, regardless of the pain on her feet.

"I'll carry you."

Cheng Ge bent down and put Qing Nuan's arm on his shoulder.

"Hey, don't..."

Qing Nuan shyly refused.

Cheng Ge seemed to know what she was thinking, and asked, "Afraid of being misunderstood by classmates? Don't worry, if you put on my murderous headgear and my cloak, no one will recognize who you are. It's normal to dress up."

As he said so, he did it, put the vampire hood on Qing Nuan's head, covering her face, and put on a cloak for her, covering her clothes, so that she couldn't see her original appearance at all.

Qing Nuan pretended to be a vampire, leaned on his back, and said with a smile: "You are quite smart."

Cheng Ge also laughed: "Haha, it's okay."

In fact, Qing Nuan said in her heart——

You're not just smart, you're thoughtful, thoughtful, warm, and heart-warming.

But that kind of words can't come out of the young and green Qing Nuan's mouth.

But it's okay to think about it in your heart, right?

For the first time, Qing Nuan felt that this strange school was not so disgusting.

She thought, at least there was Cheng Ge.

3
From the third day of transfer, Qing Nuan's daily life has changed.

There will still be people who will laugh at Qingnuan for being rustic, but there is one more boy who will stand in front of her and defend her.

Cheng Ge is always smiling, and follows Qing Nuan.Whenever someone ridiculed Qing Nuan, Cheng Ge would be the first to rush forward and fight back unceremoniously.

Cheng Ge is the more popular boy in the class. Although Qing Nuan didn't integrate into the class so quickly, under the protection of Cheng Ge, the number of people who made things difficult for her gradually decreased.

Cheng Ge is generous and repays Qing Nuan's "rescue" on the train with an attitude of "the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring". It's too bad.

Before I knew it, two months had passed.

In the third year of junior high school, all the students were preparing for the senior high school entrance examination, and Qing Nuan was no exception.

She gets up early every day, eats breakfast in a hurry, and goes out with her schoolbag in her arms, because there is always Cheng Ge waiting for her outside the door.

Facing the morning glow in the east, Cheng Ge stepped on his bicycle and waited at the door of Qing Nuan's house.When Qing Nuan went out, Cheng Ge was sitting on a bicycle with headphones in his ears, flipping through chemistry problems.

"Brother Song!"

Qing Nuan showed a big smile and trot to the side of the bicycle.

Cheng Ge was one year older than Qing Nuan, and he proudly asked Qing Nuan to call him brother, so Qing Nuan simply gave him the nickname: Brother Ge.

Hearing Qingnuan's voice, Cheng Ge habitually took off his earphones, stuffed the chemistry problems into his schoolbag, and said, "Next week is the mock exam, how are you doing?"

As soon as Qing Nuan heard about this topic, she said with a bitter face: "My math is so bad, I think it will drop a lot of points. Every time the math teacher teaches, I feel like I'm listening to heaven."

Qing Nuan said, sighing deeply.

But Cheng Ge laughed with a "puchi" and gently scratched the tip of her nose with his fingers: "Don't look bitter and hateful, first get a feel for the mock exam, and then see where the difference is, I will help you Remedial math."

Hearing this, Qing Nuan regained his spirits. Cheng Ge is a genius in science, and he is in the top three in mathematics, physics and chemistry in the entire grade. Qing Nuan has been jealous of his grades for a long time.

"Really?"

"It must be true, the truth of real money." Cheng Ge winked his eyes, with the look of "Once a word is said, it is hard to follow".

Qing Nuan narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly, and jumped onto the back seat of Cheng Ge's bicycle.

Facing the rising sun, Cheng Ge's bicycle carried the girl forward like a warm wind.

In J City, in the memory of the third year of junior high school, it is no longer just endless simulation exercises.

And in the comfortable back seat of the bicycle, she saw picturesque scenery.

And the feeling of her fingers touching his waist inadvertently, soft and shy.

There was also a young man whom she called "Gege", the corners of his mouth were slightly raised inadvertently, secretly revealing a contented and comfortable smile.

Compared with these, in Qing Nuan's heart, the disappointment of the mock exam and the dark circles under the eyes of staying up late to study all became nothing worth mentioning.

The results of the mock exam came down, but Qingnuan's other subjects were okay, only mathematics, and she didn't even get a passing score. The total score of all subjects was still far from the entrance score of the key high school she aspired to.

Cheng Ge did what he said, and went to Qing Nuan's house to be a free math tutor every day after school.

Qing Nuan was buried by a large number of mathematical formulas and theorems that Cheng Ge listed for her, and Cheng Ge, who was originally gentle and caring for her, was merciless when he trained people.

"Did you memorize the interior angle and formula for this question? How can you make a mistake if you memorize it? Please remember the interior angle and formula!"

"There is still this question! Have you forgotten the nature of circles? In the same circle or equal circles, the arcs corresponding to equal circumferential angles are equal! How did you come up with the answer? I really want to knock your head off See what you think!"

"There are also chord cut angles and secant theorem! They are the most basic. Turn the book to page 78 and look at the examples..."

Under Cheng Ge's strict "teaching", Qing Nuan wished to memorize the formulas and theorems of the entire mathematics book overnight.

Fortunately, although Cheng Ge is strict, he is conscientious.

He would draw and draw back and forth on the paper, explaining it even more carefully than the teacher, starting from every theorem to infer, and even around a knowledge point, he came up with several pages full of exercises to help Qingnuan consolidate and review .

Every day, math tuition does not end until around 11 o'clock in the evening.

Qing Nuan always asked worriedly: "Won't your family find it strange that you come home so late?"

Cheng Ge didn't care about this: "I'm not a girl, do you think my family will be so strict that I have to go home before dark? Haha! I'm all freed, pure man, the family doesn't care! Besides, my grandma is getting old, so she can't take care of it so much, at most she can nagging me a few words, and I'll be fine if I act like a good girl."

Hearing what he said, Qing Nuan was relieved and didn't take it seriously.

Cheng Ge's tutoring for Qing Nuan's mathematics lasted for a month.

After more than a month, Qing Nuan's math performance has improved significantly, which is of course due to Cheng Ge.

When the results of the second mock exam came out, Qing Nuan happily showed the report card to her father.

At that time, Papa Qing received the report card and was sincerely happy for his daughter. He cooked himself a delicious meal that night.

The father and daughter were eating and drinking. Although it was unavoidably deserted, the atmosphere was still warm.

"Cheng Ge is a good kid." Dad drank the wine and praised Cheng Ge, "He came to give you tutoring every day, so he won't come tonight?"

Qing Nuan was also very happy when he heard his father praise Cheng Ge, and nodded with a smile: "Well, the tutoring is almost done, and the test scores this time are also good. He said that he has already 'taught me all the money', and then give it to me." If the tutoring continues, he, the master, will starve to death, so I won’t come, haha.”

"This kid is quite good at talking."

Papa Qing cursed with a smile, then turned and went to the kitchen.

When he came out of the kitchen, Dad Qing was carrying a big bag full of bags.

"Dad, what is this?"

"The pig's knuckle in my house, and some fruit wine made by your mother when she was alive. There are still a lot at home, so I poured out two bottles. Before it's too late, let's go and send some to Cheng Ge's house." Qing's father spoke more casually, but Qing Nuan could see that he sincerely wanted to thank Cheng Ge.

Qing Nuan was also very grateful to Cheng Ge, and naturally echoed: "Well, let's go after dinner in a while."

Qing's father nodded: "The cram school outside has to pay a lot of money after a month of study. That kid Cheng Ge can't even eat a few bites of dinner every day, so he prepares exercises for you. You should thank him very much."

When Qing Nuan heard her father's words, her heart was slightly sweet.

However, things were a little different from what she thought.

That night, Qing Nuan and her father followed the street lights to find the neighborhood where Cheng Ge's house was located, and when they found the house number of his house, before knocking on the door, they heard a burst of curses coming from the house.

After Qing Nuan and Dad looked at each other for a few seconds, they did not knock on the door tacitly, but listened to it for a while.

Inside the door was Cheng Ge's grandmother scolding: "Stinky boy, how dare you lie to me? You said that you have to make up lessons after school, and you can't come back until after 10 o'clock in the evening. I called your head teacher today, and there is no make-up lesson at all. Why don't you know how to learn well? Did you go to the game hall to play games with others again? Say!"

Then there was Cheng Ge's flattering voice: "Oh, grandma, don't be angry, I really didn't go to play games. I said that the school made up lessons, was I afraid that you would think too much? Actually, it's not the school's make-up lessons, it's because one of my classmates has poor grades Come on, I went to help others with tutoring, I really did nothing wrong!"

"I don't know you yet? You just know how to play games with other people, and even go to places like Internet cafes! You monkey can still help others with tutoring? Who will believe you if you tell me. Tell me, you monkey bastard! Don't you think I'm old, so you dare to lie to me? I have to call you today until you tell the truth—"

Then, there was a "crackling" sound in the house.

Obviously, Cheng Ge is being chased and taught by his grandmother.

Neither Qing Nuan nor Papa Qing dared to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly rang the doorbell.

After about half a minute, an old woman with silver hair like frost opened the door slowly. She looked at Qing Nuan and Qing Dad suspiciously, and asked, "Who are you?"

Qingnuan took a deep breath in her heart, the old woman looked very old, and she was not ambiguous at all when she just taught others a lesson.

Hearing the old woman speak, Qing's father hurriedly said: "Hi, this is Qing Nuan from our family, she is Cheng Ge's classmate, and Cheng Ge has been helping her with math tutoring for some time ago. No, the results of the second mock exam just came out , Our Nuan Nuan's math score has improved a lot, we are here to thank you..."

The old woman was stunned at the door for a long time before she murmured, "Is that kid really going to make up lessons?"

Qing Nuan immediately nodded, like a chicken pecking rice, proving Cheng Ge's innocence: "Mother-in-law, yes, Cheng Ge really helped me with my lessons, and didn't go to play games."

Only then did the old lady come to her senses, and she immediately smiled: "Come on, my good boy, come on, come in and talk."

With that said, she invited Qing Nuan and Qing Papa inside.

After entering Cheng Ge's grandmother's house, Qing's father was busy chatting with Cheng Ge's grandmother.

Cheng Ge dragged Qing Nuan into his small study, and asked suspiciously, "Hey, why are you and Uncle Qing here?"

Qing Nuan looked at Cheng Ge, Cheng Ge had just been beaten twice by his grandmother, but now his handsome face was a little red and swollen.

Qing Nuan looked at him, feeling angry and funny: "You still ask me why I came here? If my dad and I don't come to save you, shouldn't you go to class tomorrow with your panda eyes on your face?"

Cheng Ge rubbed his face, laughed, and said, "Don't look at my grandma's temper, she is actually very kind to me. Every time I teach me a lesson, she will feel very distressed. Make me a bunch of delicious food, it's nothing event."

"Didn't you tell me before that you were freed, so it's okay to go home late? So you were lying to me." Qing Nuan snorted softly.

Cheng Ge immediately softened his voice to coax Qingnuan: "How can it be called a lie, am I afraid that you will worry?"

Cheng Ge said this very gently, Qing Nuan heard it in his ears, warmed it in his heart, and his heart couldn't help beating.

Qingnuan's face was reddish, she rolled her eyes, and asked nonchalantly: "Why didn't you just tell your grandma that you were going to give me tutoring, and you said that the school made up lessons, this reason is really bad."

Cheng Ge spread his hands and expressed his helplessness: "My grandma has to believe me when I say I will give people extra lessons... In the eyes of her old man, I am just a monkey who knows how to jump up and down and play games all day long. If I say When going to give tutoring, she must ask, 'Who is the tutoring for? Where is the home? What kind of tutoring? What time do you come back every day'? , she wouldn't ask any more, but I didn't expect that she would actually call the head teacher, which made me feel helpless..."

After speaking, Cheng Ge subconsciously rubbed his face again.

At that moment, Qing Nuan stared at Cheng Ge's slightly red and swollen face for a long time without moving.

There is an inexplicable impulse fermenting in Qingnuan's heart.

Finally, she covered her little hand and said two words softly: "Does it hurt?"

At that moment, the picture seemed to freeze.

Cheng Ge stared at the girl in front of him. For the first time in his youth, he felt an inexplicable nervousness.

Cheng Ge thought, perhaps it was because Qing Nuan's hands were too warm that he ironed his cheeks.

The two raised their heads, and without warning, their eyes collided with each other.

Qing Nuan realized something in a trance, and quickly retracted her hand, as if getting an electric shock.

The two laughed silently, resolving the embarrassment.

"It doesn't hurt."

Cheng Ge smiled and answered two words.

No amount of language seems to be easy to express, and the two of them just sat quietly like this, warm and peaceful.

4
Flowers bloom all summer long.

The sound of cicadas resounded in the afternoon of the senior high school entrance examination.

After coming to J City, Qing Nuan experienced half a school year in the third year of junior high school, and finally at the turn of spring and summer, her junior high school career ended.

Cheng Ge and Qing Nuan were admitted to the same high school.

Getting into J City High School is not a problem for Qing Nuan who has already got her math grades done.After the high school entrance examination, Qing Nuan and Cheng Ge spent a summer vacation with nothing to do and no homework interruptions, quietly waiting for the start of school.

At the beginning of September, another strange school opened its doors to Qingnuan—J City High School.

As freshmen in high school, Qing Nuan and Cheng Ge were lucky enough to be assigned to the same class, and they became front and rear desks according to the seats arranged by the class teacher.

On the first day of school, the head teacher wrote down his name on the blackboard, and after introducing himself, it was the turn of the students to introduce themselves one by one on the podium.

Cheng Ge's deskmate is a very beautiful girl.

She has long black hair that is as smooth as a waterfall and wears an elegant pale pink dress, like a princess from an idol drama.

When it was her turn to introduce herself, almost all the students in the class stared wide-eyed, including Qing Nuan.

"My name is Luo Weiwei. I live in City S. I transferred to City J in the second year of junior high. It's a great honor to be promoted to City J High School and be a classmate with everyone. Thank you all."

After speaking, she stepped off the podium and returned to her seat.

He is generous and confident in every gesture.

Qing Nuan saw that Luo Weiwei tilted her head after returning to her seat, hooked the corner of her mouth towards Cheng Ge, and smiled.

Cheng Ge also responded to Luo Weiwei with a smile.

Seeing this, Qing Nuan couldn't help sighing, thinking: Girls from big cities are just different.

At that moment, she realized that a girl like Luo Weiwei was called attractive and temperamental.

Qing Nuan thought: Cheng Ge must also like to be friends with girls like Luo Weiwei.

Compared with her, Qing Nuan is a little ashamed.

The self-introduction was still going on, but Qing Nuan felt a little strange, because her deskmate hadn't arrived in the classroom yet, so she must be late.

There is a name on the desk next to her: Song Yang.

Just when she was feeling strange, she heard the girl at the back table secretly calling, and the name "Song Yang" was mentioned on the phone.

"Song Yang, where are you? Why don't you come to the classroom quickly, the teacher just called the roll call! Now I'm starting to introduce myself, you won't impress the teachers and students as a late king on the first day of school, right? Hurry up come over!"

Qing Nuan looked back at the back table suspiciously, it didn't matter what she saw, Qing Nuan was taken aback: she recognized the brand logo of the mobile phone held by the girl at the back table—global limited edition!She's only seen it on TV!

At that moment, Qing Nuan was shocked. She thought, what kind of school is J City High School?In the front, there was Luo Weiwei, a beautiful woman who could amaze the whole school, and in the back, there was a girl holding a global limited-edition mobile phone. In the seat next to her, there was about to be a late king who didn't even pay attention to the start of school——Song Yang .

When thinking of this, the girl at the back desk happened to hang up the phone, and seeing Qing Nuan looking at her, she smiled sweetly and said, "Hello, classmate."

It was a sweet-looking girl with double eyelids, big eyes, and short curly hair, like a doll.

Qing Nuan nodded, smiled back, and lowered her head again, wanting to see the name of the girl at the back table.

However, before Qingnuan could see it clearly, the girl had already spoken: "My name is Xu Jiarong, I introduced myself on the podium before, you may not have noticed. But I remember you, your name is Qingnuan, right? The surname 'Qing' Not often, so I remember you right away."

Qing Nuan smiled a little embarrassedly: "Well, hello, Xu Jiarong."

"It's so awkward to be called by my full name." Xu Jiarong leaned forward, lay on the desk, and said, "It's fate between us at the front and back desks. You call me Rong Rong, and I call you Nuan Nuan. How about making friends?" Sample?"

Qing Nuan was a little surprised by Xu Jiarong's enthusiasm, but this kind of enthusiasm made people feel very comfortable, so Qing Nuan nodded quickly.

"Well, Rongrong."

"Well, Nuan Nuan!" Xu Jiarong responded with a smile, and then pointed to the desk next to Qing Nuan, "Your deskmate is Song Yang, he is my childhood friend, he likes to skip classes, he hasn't come yet, but I just finished calling him, and I guess he will be here in a while."

As soon as Xu Jiarong finished speaking, the door of the classroom was pushed open by a boy wearing a peaked cap.

"Report--"

The boy was cool, with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing outside the door.

Qing Nuan felt that with his aura, fortunately, he said "report" and didn't directly kick the door into the classroom, which was considered very polite to the head teacher.

Sure enough, the head teacher's complexion was not very good, probably considering that this is the first day of school, it is not suitable for teaching students, so he just frowned and said: "Come in, go to the podium to introduce yourself, and by the way, why are you late?" .”

The boy walked into the classroom in a disgruntled manner, came to the podium, and said to the whole class: "My name is Song Yang. My bicycle lost its chain, so I'm late."

The whole class fell silent.

The class teacher's face was livid, and he said, "Damn the chain? Think about it again, what reason is there for me!"

Song Yang turned a blind eye to the head teacher's anger, and actually pretended to think for a while, and then said: "Oh, the reason for falling off the chain is not good? Is it okay to have diarrhea? Or I saw a female classmate in the next class who is too good-looking , I chatted with her for a while, what about this reason? Can it work? Oh, I don’t have many brain cells, teacher, please forgive me. In fact, I just overslept. You have to ask me to find a good reason, and I will Can't figure it out."

The whole class roared with laughter, even the head teacher was dumbfounded.

Qing Nuan was also teased by him and pursed her lips.

Song Yang then walked off the podium and sat down on the seat next to Qing Nuan.

As soon as he sat down, Song Yang lowered his head, pinched the edge of the peaked cap with his fingers, and glanced at Qing Nuan out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing Song Yang looking at her, Qing Nuan wanted to say hello out of friendship, but when she just reached out her hand, she saw an unruly smile flashing across the corner of Song Yang's mouth.

Qing Nuan blushed, and immediately turned her head away, giving up the idea of ​​saying hello.

Forget it, it's better not to provoke this deskmate.

The rest of the students went up to introduce themselves one after another. After tossing the whole class, the bell finally rang.

The first class is over, and everyone's high school career has officially begun.

(End of this chapter)